Volume 10, Chapter 854

Chapter 854

Seeing the trap, Tang Yin was more certain that these assassins were from inside the Chuan Kingdom. Only the people in the palace knew that Xiao Xiang would hunt today and had enough time to make such thorough preparations in advance.

"It seems that the last batch of assassins who wanted to kill you have not given up. This is the second time I have saved you!" Tang Yin said, kicking the well wall with both feet, and at the same time pulling his arms upward, and bounced out of the trap with Xiao Xiang.

He had just jumped out of the trap, and before he could stand firmly, a spiritual spear flew towards him, aiming straight at his heart.

Tang Yin also reacted quickly, his body slightly tilted, and then he reached out and grabbed it. With a bang, he grabbed the flying spiritual spear by force, and his body was like a nail nailed to the ground, without retreating half a step or shaking.

"Kill!" A spiritual cultivator wearing spiritual armor suddenly jumped down from the treetop. Before he landed, the spiritual sword in his hand had already slashed towards Tang Yin's head. The latter snorted coldly, stood still, and just thrust the spirit spear in his hand back.

Puff! As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger! The spirit spear in Tang Yin's hand pierced the opponent's chest, and the man's spirit sword passed in front of his nose. Puff! Tang Yin let go, and the spiritual practitioner fell to the ground together with the spirit spear that pierced his body.

Looking at the body lying on the ground and twitching, Xiao Xiang swallowed hard and asked in a trembling voice: "Are they the same group of assassins who assassinated me last time?"

"What else?" Tang Yin squinted his eyes and slowly scanned the surroundings. At the same time, he pushed Xiao Xiang aside.

Thinking that he didn't want to take care of himself, Xiao Xiang grabbed his arm and screamed: "What are you going to do? You can't just stand by and watch me die..."

"Let go!" Tang Yin wanted to shake Xiao Xiang off, but he didn't know where she got the strength. She grabbed his sleeve desperately and refused to let go.

But at this time, dozens of spiritual practitioners had walked out in front of them, all holding spiritual spears in their hands, approaching Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang step by step.

Tang Yin shouted again: "Let go!"

Xiao Xiang was determined to hold Tang Yin tightly and not give him the chance to abandon her. Even if she died, she would drag Tang Yin to die with her.

Tang Yin was depressed. Xiao Xiang was holding him so tightly that he couldn't cover the spiritual armor at all. If he forced the spiritual armor, Xiao Xiang's hand would be useless and cut off by her own spiritual armor.

You are not only trying to kill yourself, but also trying to kill me! Tang Yin cursed in his heart. These assassins were not ordinary spiritual practitioners. Even he didn't dare to fight them without the spiritual armor.

There was no time to argue with Xiao Xiang. He suddenly grabbed Xiao Xiang with one hand, and then he withdrew again, jumped over the trap, and continued to run deep into the dense forest.

As he ran, the assassins also quickened their pace. At the same time, the spirit spears would occasionally cut through the sky and fly towards Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang.

Tang Yin did not slow down, dodging the spirit spears while saying to Xiao Xiang under his ribs: "How can I use the spirit armor if you hold me tightly!"

"I know you want to leave me alone to escape. I tell you, even if I die, I will drag you down with me!" Xiao Xiang, who was held under his ribs, raised her eyes and stared at him angrily.

Tang Yin suddenly felt a heat in his chest, as if a ball of fire was burning. He realized that even if he was not killed by these assassins, he would be angered to death by Xiao Xiang. "Do I need to go through so much trouble to leave you behind?"

Xiao Xiang said: "Anyway, I'm going to rely on you. Don't think of leaving me behind!"

"Then none of us will survive!" "Yes! If we die, we will die together!"

Tang Yin stopped talking. Now he understood what it meant to play the lute to a cow. He held Xiao Xiang by his side and almost ran forward with all his strength, so fast that he looked like a meteor flying through the woods.

After an unknown amount of time, the hurried footsteps behind him gradually disappeared, as if the assassins had been left far behind. Xiao Xiang turned her head and looked back, but she did not find any trace of the assassins, so she let out a long sigh.

At this moment, Tang Yin suddenly stopped and slowly put Xiao Xiang down. She looked at him with a puzzled look on her face, and asked, "Why don't you run? The assassins won't be thrown off so easily, we have to leave quickly..."

As she spoke, she finally noticed something was wrong with Tang Yin, and saw that he was squinting his eyes and staring at the woods in front of him. Xiao Xiang looked around along his line of sight, but found nothing, and didn't know what he was looking at.

"What's wrong? Say something!"

"Shut up!"

"Hey! Can't you change your words?"

"I told you to shut up!" Tang Yin pushed Xiao Xiang hard, and Xiao Xiang fell to the ground with a hiss. At the same time, a large piece of Tang Yin's sleeve was torn off by her.

Tang Yin didn't even look at the torn sleeve, his eyes were still fixed on the front, and his right hand subconsciously raised slowly, touching the sword at his waist.

Xiao Xiang sat on the ground for a moment before she came to her senses, threw away the short sleeve in her hand, her eyes were red, and she looked at Tang Yin with accusations in her eyes, choking and said: "You...you actually hit me..."

While she was talking, she suddenly heard a rustling sound from the front, and she instinctively turned her head to look, only to see three people slowly walking out of the jungle, three spiritual practitioners wearing white spiritual armor.

Because the murderous aura on these three people was too heavy, even if they were all white, they didn't feel the slightest sense of holiness, but instead looked like three floating ghosts.

When facing so many assassins just now, Tang Yin had no urge to draw his sword, but now facing only three people, he could not help but draw his sword.

It was very simple. The oppression brought to him by these three people was stronger than the oppression of the dozens of assassins just now. It seemed that if he did not draw his sword, he would be killed by the other party at any time.

It was unusual that the murderous aura of three people was heavier and stronger than that of dozens of people. Tang Yin squinted his eyes, and the black mist rose from his body and surrounded him. He asked in a concentrated voice: "Who are you?"

No one answered. The man in the middle slowly raised his hand, pointed at Xiao Xiang who was sitting on the ground, and asked: "Is she Princess Hongxiu?"

"So what?" Tang Yin asked back.

"We are looking for her!" As they spoke, the three of them drew their swords at the same time and rushed towards Xiao Xiang. Quick! The speed of these three people was like lightning. They were close to Xiao Xiang in almost an instant, and the three spirit swords stabbed her chest together.

Xiao Xiang didn't even see what was going on. She just felt her body lighten and she was already flying into the air. Before she had time to look carefully, she saw countless flashes of fire around her. At the same time, the sound of iron colliding became a series.

Tang Yin still held Xiao Xiang under his ribs and fought with the three assassins. The four of them fought fast. The four spirit swords appeared and disappeared between the four people, shuttling back and forth, which was dazzling. The lightning seemed to weave a big net in the air.

If Xiao Xiang hadn't been dragged down, it would not be easy for Tang Yin to fight these three people. Now he was carrying Xiao Xiang and had to take care of her safety, which made him very passive.

Just as they were fighting, the assassins who were chasing behind caught up. Seeing the fierce battle on the field, these assassins were obviously very surprised. They were all a little overwhelmed. They looked at each other and seemed to be asking their companions what was going on.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the leading assassin, and he shouted in a deep voice: "If they are not our people, they will all be killed, leaving no one alive!"

Hearing his words, the assassins no longer hesitated, raised their spirit spears, and threw them onto the battlefield. Buzz! The spirit spears broke through the wind, whistling, and flew towards the five people in the field.

The targets of the spirit spears were not only Tang Yin and Xiao Xiang, but also the three mysterious spiritual practitioners.

This made Tang Yin a little confused. Were these two waves of assassins not from the same group? How many waves of people were there to kill Xiao Xiang? There was no time to think about it. Tang Yin waved his sword repeatedly to block all the flying spirit spears.

The three spiritual practitioners also repeatedly blocked the flying spirit spears. Soon, one of the three separated to meet the assassins, and the remaining two continued to attack Tang Yin.

Although one person was missing, Tang Yin's pressure was reduced, but the situation on the scene was too chaotic, and he couldn't judge the specific situation. He didn't want to stay in this place for long. He seized an opportunity and attacked several times. After repelling two spiritual practitioners, he seized the opportunity, withdrew, and ran into the depths of the dense forest again.

He knew that running in this direction would only get farther and farther away from his own people, but there was no way. There were too many assassins behind him and the situation was complicated. He had no problem protecting himself, but he couldn't guarantee that Xiao Xiang would be fine.

At this time, Xiao Xiang was still confused and asked, "Strange, why did the assassins fight with each other?"

"You have to ask me!" Tang Yin, who was running wildly, still had the energy to speak.

"Ask me?"

"Yes, why would so many people want to kill you!" Tang Yin really couldn't figure out who the three spiritual practitioners who appeared later were.

"I also want to know why this happened..." Xiao Xiang's face flashed a rare bitterness, then closed his mouth and stopped talking.